Sometimes, the worst lies are the ones we tell ourselves. They build and build into a façade of transparency and false truth that we present to the world...until it comes crashing down because of that one person who sees right into you. "Just one more time." "It's not even like that." "I'm not tripping about it." "I'm fine. Really." Growth and forgiveness. Maturity and grace. Moving on and moving forward. All come into play when something that was supposed to be a one-time indulgence becomes something more, something almost destroyed by lies they never told each other.